"Automatic annulment," declared a social media spectator, stunned by viral visuals of an unnamed man mushing the bride's mug into a wedding cake covered in purple frosting.
This is the damage 24 hours on a treadmill did to me. My body paid a heavy price following my epic âbeer runâ for charity. I felt sick and weird.
One visitor claimed to have traveled all the way from the UK just to see Rodney, who stands proudly on a patch of grass near King Street and Strachan Avenue. 'Definitely worth it,' they wrote. 'We did the night tour, which I would highly recommend.'